1:28:03
That may be the first time in my life
a man has dared insult me.
1:28:08
It won't be the last.
1:28:11
To the pain means the first thing you lose
will be your feet, below the ankles,
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then your hands at the wrists,
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next your nose.
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and then my tongue, I suppose.
1:28:21
I killed you too quickly the last time,
a mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight.
1:28:26
I wasn't finished! The next thing you lose
will be your left eye, followed by your right...
1:28:30
And then my ears, I understand.
Let's get on with it.
1:28:34
Wrong! Your ears you keep,
and I'll tell you why:
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so that every shriek of every child at seeing
your hideousness will be yours to cherish,
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every babe that weeps at your approach,
every woman who cries out:
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"Dear god, what is that thing?",
will echo in your perfect ears.
1:28:53
That is what "to the pain" means.
It means I leave you in anguish,
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wallowing in freakish misery forever.
1:29:04
I think you're bluffing.
1:29:06
It's possible, pig,
I might be bluffing.
1:29:10
It's conceivable,
you miserable vomitous mass,
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that I'm only lying here because
I lack the strength to stand,
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then again, perhaps
I have the strength after all.
1:29:39
Drop your sword!
1:29:47
Have a seat!
1:29:52
Tie him up.
1:29:55
Make it as tight as you like.